The way her fingers moved on the keyboard, she is not a novice. Then what does she want from my computer. OMG, she was typing sex story on the address...bar. There was a mischievous smile on her face. The site came up and then she clicked and there it was the page I just struggled to close.I just got up and moved away. But Sita called me, “Bhaiya, please come” I went to put on a kurtha over my vest so that it will cover my bulge. Sita called me again “Please come bhaiyaji” I asked her putting on. Karen took a drink of her beer, her tongue rimming the top of the bottle while her niece’s looked at the television. “Sure.” She pulled the top card on the deck, handing it to him. Karen’s legs shifted under his touch, hidden by the low table. For a moment he thought she was going to move her legs away from his touch. Then he felt the length of her leg slid against his. The toes of her foot moving up against the soft fabric of his pajamas. Pressing into his skin. She looked at him as he took. " Not surprised, but am guessing that you haven't yet." No, no we haven't, though I have let him do a few other things."Once again I knew what some of those "things" were as she'd put it, though I hadn't read forward yet, so perhaps there were a few more besides that I wasn't really aware of."Go on." "Well the truth is, I've been putting him off, giving him just enough the way I thought about it to keep things under control without getting out of hand, but I guess even that wasn't enough.. You show up looking clearly ecstatic to see me. The fact that you traveled here means a great deal to me. You’re clean-shaven, and wearing a dress shirt tucked into khakis that make your 50 something year old ass look wonderful and tight. The smile you’re sporting is the smile that I crave that makes me feel like I am the only person in the world. You take off your shoes as you come in, and I find this as a sign of your respect toward and comfort with me. I already have dinner cooking and am.